Fast travel, death collection system

After what happened in the restaurant last time, Yuan Qing deeply felt the improvement of his skills within a month.Obviously it's only a month, although this month makes him feel like a year, but it cannot be denied that this is not a very long time.

Thinking of his ten years of hard work, it has been a long time without any progress.Although he is not a martial idiot, is there any man in the world who doesn't have a dream of being a hero?He has been in the rivers and lakes for three years, and met Brother Zhuo, who is from Qingzhi Mansion, and Qingzhi Mansion has always been a well-known and upright family, so he also entered Qingzhi Mansion.Among them, only he himself knows how much longing he has in his heart.

Cang Moliu went to Handaomen alone with a monkey.

Adopting a righteous daughter is not such a big deal, you know, who doesn't have a righteous daughter and adopted son in this Jianghu?However, the Handaomen made a big publicity and sent invitations to all the major sects. Everyone was a little surprised by the situation, and couldn't help but wonder what kind of identity this woman was that needed to be so cautious.

The Handaomen, which is famous as a family sect, is decorated with lanterns and festoons today.Cang Moliu was dressed in elegant black clothes, with a pale complexion, a handsome face, and a gloomy expression.If he hadn't come here alone, others might have thought he was here to seek revenge.

Cang Moliu's sense is so keen, he has already felt the hidden aura coming from Handaomen from a long distance away, the number is huge, very huge.

"It's so lively, there are so many people, what's a good day today?" Yuan Qing, who still didn't know anything, looked around, "Wow, many sects have come here!"

"Looking friendly now, these people will come up later and tear you up and devour your flesh." He said calmly, and handed out the invitation.

The door attendant was sweating profusely from his piercing aura, Yuan Qing pursed his lips and said nothing.

The people inside are also coming and going in groups to chat, and the servants and maids are busy serving tea and water.

And Cang Liuliu, as the lord of the Palace Crane Hall, attracted the attention of many people as soon as he entered, but because he rarely appeared in public places, almost no one could recognize him.

Since he handed out the invitation, there were people secretly watching and following him, but he didn't mind it very much. He casually pulled a chair and sat down, resting his forehead with one hand, with a very unscrupulous posture.

"Honorable Lord of the Palace of Cranes, welcome to you." The middle-aged man in Yuguan was full of grace, and his eyes were full of ruthlessness from the Jianghu people, but after the baptism of time, he became quite restrained.This is the master of the Cold Sword Sect.

Cang Moliu sat there without moving, lifted his eyelids, smiled half-smile, with a hint of sinisterness at the corner of his mouth: "How can I not come from the invitation card sent by the master of Handaomen, I haven't been to this river and lake for many years. It's lively."

The head of the door smiled very kindly, turned around and said a few words with a smile, and then invited out the foster daughter he had taken in.

Cang Shuang was wearing a water-colored long dress with pleated waist, the pearl hairpin on her head trembled as she walked, the jade ring on her waist, the jade bracelet on her hand, and earrings, all of which were fine products.

She bowed gracefully to everyone, and when she looked up, she saw Cang Liu who was sitting there.Her heart tightened, and she took a step back unconsciously.

"My little girl will rely on you a lot in the future. In the past few days, I have held a three-day flowing water banquet in the front yard of Handaomen to celebrate that I have adopted such a successful daughter." The gatekeeper laughed and cupped his hands.

Yuan Qing grabbed the stir-fried melon seeds and licked them up, his eyes didn't fall on the sect master who was talking, and he stared at the people from all sects, secretly thinking that it would be great if he could meet Big Brother Zhuo. The devil could still remember that he was not from Gong He Dian, so he let him go.

"Let you go?" Cang Moliu didn't even look at him, his face was expressionless, but the words in his mouth froze Yuanqing as if he had spit out the cold air of thousands of years, "It seems that this deity usually treats you You are too kind, and you are looking for a way to kill yourself?"

Yuan Qing immediately acted cleverly, his spine was almost softened by fright, his whole body ached just hearing these words, and he quickly turned serious: "No! I think so!" Lord, are you thirsty? I'll pour you tea."

Cang Moliu narrowed his eyes gloomyly and took a look at him, took a sip of the tea offered by the monkey with both hands, his light brown pupils were as sharp as knives sharpened by water, and his flesh became bloody when he looked at it.

Yuan Qing pressed his trembling legs with both hands, sitting there as if he was sitting on pins and needles, wishing he could jump up and kneel down to this monster.He secretly scolded this person in his heart that his temper was harder to please than those women, he was unpredictable and extremely vicious.He was tormented by him because he offended the devil. Could it be that he owed him money in his previous life? Even so, he couldn't torment people like this.

Cang Moliu looked at the monkey, grinning for a while, sighing for a while, and clicked his tongue, disgusted.

On the other side, I don't know what the sect master said to Cang Shuang, Cang Shuang carefully peeked at this side, with some struggle on his face, and finally walked over here.

The identity of the lord of the Palace of Crane Palace was just clarified by the master of the Cold Sword Sect. Many people had been paying attention to this place. At this time, Cang Shuang, today's protagonist, also walked over here, and everyone was shocked immediately. Hold your breath.

Cang Moliu saw her coming but didn't know what to say, he sighed in his heart, his handsome face showed no expression, and his crimson lips slowly uttered some gentle words: "How are you doing?"

At this time, the Cang family's gentle attitude towards the younger generation was not the viciousness of the Lord of the Palace Crane Palace.Everyone was shocked by this gentle attitude. The leader of this demon sect has always looked murderous. It is really an anecdote that he has never seen such a gentle talk to people.

Yuan Qing's expression immediately turned weird. He had been with the demon for a month. This man abused his body as well as his mind. He also treated his subordinates in a capricious and hard-to-please manner. He even commanded others with his words. Even if it's fun and love in bed, they also like torture methods.

Yuan Qing felt a little depressed for some reason, but he ignored it and only looked at the two curiously.

"Hmm..." Cang Shuang stood gracefully in front of the handsome lord, she didn't know how to face this man, she just appeared in front of this man suddenly, she always thought that the two had nothing to do with each other.After a pause, he finally spoke, "How are you doing?"

Cang Moliu's eyes were a little clear when he saw the woman's jerky appearance.It is impossible for this girl to take the initiative to say that she has any relationship with Gonghedian. Handaomen checked her background, and her body is a maid of Gonghedian.It's nothing to find out.Now that Handaomen wants to invite you into the urn, and has set up a Hongmen banquet, then the next thing is to watch.

"I'm here to pick you up, you're willing to come with me." Cang Mo covered the back of his other hand with clear and strong pale fingers, and the charcoal-black purple-patterned robe made him look strangely white. He was sitting on a chair, and thick darkness seemed to overflow from his surroundings.She wants to give this girl hope so that she will regret it even more in the future.

Cang Shuang naturally wouldn't go back with him, she wanted to enjoy her own life, she already knew quite a few people, and they all treated her very well.Comparing the two, Cang Mo Liu Bian frightened her even more.

Hearing her refusal answer, Cang Moliu took a deep look at her and said nothing more.

Yuan Qing looked at him suspiciously, what the hell was he doing?

With just a few words between the two of them, whoever recognized Cang Shuang's body exclaimed in surprise: "This woman is from Gong He Dian, master of the poor family, where did you get the adopted daughter!"

As soon as this sentence fell, someone ran in from the outside and said in horror: "The people from Gonghe Palace are about to kill in, and the outside, the outside can't hold it anymore!"

People from various sects suddenly stood up and were about to draw their swords at Cang Liu who was sitting there calmly.

He sneered sneeringly, sitting there with his legs crossed, not seeing the slightest change in his emotions, as if sitting in his own backyard, sneered and said: "It's weird, you say you are from Gonghedian, I will let you splash dirty water ? If you let me hear a sentence again, I will fight with my life."

The master of the poor family looked like he couldn't bear the blow, and he reprimanded him righteously: "Well, you Gong Hedian, there is...you! I am so blind that I really want to recognize you as a righteous daughter! I am ungrateful and shameless. !” As he spoke, he cupped his fists and faced everyone, “All chivalrous men are here today, this Palace of Cranes bullies me so much, please lend a helping hand.”

All sects returned the gift and said yes.

Yuan Qing was a little dumbfounded by this series of changes.

Cang Moliu leaned on the back of the chair, his deep and handsome facial features were filled with sternness, but the words he said pierced his heart: "I have never seen any sect hit by someone and still have the heart to talk nonsense here. Yes, it can be seen that you, poor family master, are sure, but you think you are the only smart person in this world who can be manipulated by you?"

Not only did he tear up the sect master's face, but he also scolded everyone as idiots.Cang Liuliu stood up, standing tall and slender in a group of dwarves, he stood out from the crowd, his temperament was impressive and sharp, with a gloomy coldness in his suave: "Come, let me go out with this deity to see, what is the master of the poor family playing?" Play, what's the idea?"

As he walked, he said that the chilly wind was lingering around him, which made people tremble: "It took a lot of effort to encircle the palace and crane hall of the deity. Compared with the master of the poor family, today's banquet, please come here." What do so many people want to do? Let those stupid people charge into the battle, and the sect master will benefit from it."

The master of the poor family turned pale when he was told that he had been in the rivers and lakes for decades. After a while, he was filled with righteous indignation: "It's really bloody, turning black and white!"

It's just that those members of the sect fell silent. That's right, what did we do with the matter of the Handao sect? Today's incident is too coincidental, but the face-saving work still needs to be done.

Everyone came out like a stream of water, and the people outside shouted and killed.Cang Liuliu stood on the side, with a shapely waist and long clothes hanging down, without the bloatedness of others in winter, he seemed to be like this forever, regardless of winter or summer, he wore three layers of thin clothes, pale complexion, and powerful.

The fishy smell became stronger, Yuan Qing was a head shorter than him, standing behind him was blocked tightly.Hiding behind, tilting his head and coming out, seeing how many people have died, he couldn't help but pat his back, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, did you do it?"

Cang Moliu dragged the man to him, looked down at him, lowered his voice, and said in a gloomy voice, "Do you think this deity did such a poor method?"

"No, no, it must not have been done by you, my lord." He shook his head violently, like a ball constantly rolling in the water.He is very sensible, at least he is very sensible after spending a month with this devil.

Cang Moliu's gloomy face was finally pleased by his stupidity, and bad thoughts appeared in his heart. The light brown eyes should be gentle, but these eyes have always been dark and dark.He looked around with these eyes, and said to the monkey who was looking at him in fear, "Do you want to see how many people they have arranged to frame me today?"

Yuan Qing couldn't get back to his senses, his eyes widened: "Trapped? Why?"

He didn't answer this stupid question, and then said in a low voice that was slippery like a poisonous snake: "Today, I and you are the two people who came from Gonghe Palace, but there are hundreds of people around Handaomen." , all sects are involved. Are you afraid of death?"

"I'm not from Gong He Dian!" He argued in a low voice with some anger, completely missing the point.After a while, he covered his mouth that was about to scream, "What!? You said here...?"

"It's really stupid." Cang Moliu put his pale and cold hand on the top of the monkey's head, showing a rare faint smile, but his crimson lips parted with murderous intent, "Wait a minute Hide behind the deity, the deity will not save you if you die."

After he finished speaking, those decent sects had already pointed their swords at this side, sternly saying that they wanted to eradicate evil for the name, eradicate violence and bring peace to the people.

Cang Liu released a treacherous smile from his throat, and with a wave of his clothes, a gust of internal energy swept out, blowing away those who were about to charge forward and scream for death: "It's good to flaunt justice, but it's a pity to do it." But it’s not very good. It’s like having sex with one’s own disciple [female cadre]; framing one’s brother; stealing something that doesn’t belong to one’s own and pretending to have nothing to do with one’s own; some people abandoned their wives many years ago just to gain power… …" He glanced at them one by one while talking, with a sharp and sarcastic smile on his face, even though it was not a very good look, it was still beautiful on his face, making one's soul sway.

The people who were shouting and shouting suddenly stopped and looked at him with fear on their faces. Some people even started to tremble with their sword hands.

"Full of nonsense!" A sword suddenly pointed at him, but the tip of the sword kept shaking.

Because they didn't name them, these people didn't dare to act rashly for a while, and looked at the man with a wild and sinister smile with uncertain expressions.

"Everyone here, you—really want to be an enemy of this deity?"

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Cough cough, hello everyone, here I am again... (blush)